All my creative pursuits.
Since I started drawing, I’ve also started following more artists both here and on other social media sites. One of my favorite finds has been Steve Kidd who’s also a self taught artist. He works in pencil and ink and recently began painting like me, though he’s doing watercolor and makes me look like a finger-painting toddler! Anyway, I’d love for you all to visit and follow Steve on his one year blogging anniversary! Congratulations, Steve!
Like blood that pools ’round the gaping wound
The crimson blossom sprouts from the ground
As the flesh decays and returns to dust
Becomes the cruelest sacrifice in a cause unjust
The body submits to Nature’s inevitable toil
Leaves its very essence to fertilize the soil
And so in the lonely, unmarked grave
The abundant poppies adorn the fallen brave
I haven’t been inspired to write poetry lately. (Be kind!) I wanted words to accompany my painting of Poppies in No Man’s Land. (Also be kind!!)
Here in the northern suburbs of Philadelphia, the fall foliage was a huge disappointment. The leaves which normally display a lovely variety of warm and brilliant hues, went from green to dried brown before falling off the trees. This painting is my way of making up for it. Thanks to my photographer friend, sonofabeach96 for the inspiration with this photo of his Kentucky farm:
Meg Sorick, Author/Artist 